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Ye Olde Fest

February 22, 2009 · 3 Comments

(Upon coming across a package of paneer in our fridge)

Mom: I’ve been putting off making anything with this because I know if I open it I have to use it all, otherwise it’ll go bad. So today, it’s going to be a paneer fest.

Me: A paneer fest? (laughing)

Mom: What’s so funny about that?

Me: Who uses the word fest?

Mom: I’ve seen it advertised everywhere…you know…like street fests!

10 hours later and I still can’t stop laughing at this conversation…but somehow I get the feeling that the only other person who finds this as amusing as I do has already had his share of laughs about this and doesn’t read my blog.

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3 responses so far ↓

  • Sherine // February 25, 2009 at 11:22 am | Reply

    Hahahahahaha… man, I love that woman.

  • Burhan // March 9, 2009 at 8:45 pm | Reply

    I love it!

    Recipes? :-)

    For me, it’s chicken korma fest’s and aloo-gosht fests.. I seem to make a weeks supply at once.

  • takemetotheriot // March 20, 2009 at 12:30 pm | Reply

    as do i!

    See…I would love paneer fest if it didn’t result in me and my mom eating out of the same pot for a week! I can’t stand eating the same thing for lunch and dinner for a week straight! No fests for me!

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